Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
She looked like a goddess, a temptress, someone who was not to be messed with at all.
I almost thought I should get on my knees.
How can I serve you, mistress?
I yearned to taste this wild, seductive woman. I hoped to make her purr like a kitten. I needed to hear her moan in pleasure.
I cleared my throat. “Hello. I’m Maxwell.”
She gave me a smile that made my balls clench in hunger. “I know.”
I shut the door behind me. “What’s your name?”
“Tianalyn, but you can call me Tiana.”
“I want to call you everything and more.”
A sexy grin appeared. “Maybe, I will let you.”
I walked over to her, yearning to touch her. Her perfumed scent—a mix of roses and vanilla— tangled around my heart and wouldn’t let go.
Up close, she was more dangerous. Her eyes were a deep brown, almost black, and they seemed to pull me in.
I grew desperate to have her, and it was unlike me. Usually, I just wanted to fuck and leave. In this moment, I began thinking about the idea of more.
I inhaled her lush scent. “Do you know how gorgeous you are, Tia?”
With confidence, she looked up into my eyes. “I do.”
That set my body on fire.
“But I love it when a handsome man tells me.”
“You’re so beautiful. So sexy. So lovely.”
She beamed with pride.
“Where are you from?”
“Hawaii?”
“No shit. Are you. . .Hawaiian?”
She nodded. “I’m Black and Hawaiian.”
“Damn.” I quirked my brows. “How did you get to New Orleans?”
“My father’s family is from here.”
Intrigued, I slowly circled her. “How did you parents meet?”
“In college.”
“And you grew up in Hawaii?”
She nodded.
“Lots of Black people there?”
She chuckled. “No. In fact, everyone treated me like the go-to Black person.”
I stopped in front of her and licked my lips. “I bet the men were crazy for you.”
She shook her head. “I’m darker than most. Everyone is mixed with White or some sort of Asian ethnicity. Men desire lighter skin.”
“You had to go for the brothers.”
She took her time taking off my suit coat, folding it over her arm and then setting it aside. “It was specifically the brothers that avoided me. One told me that he wanted a woman with stronger Polynesian features—lighter skin, long thick hair—”
“What’s his name?”
“Why?”
“I’m going to beat his ass.”
She laughed.
“I’m not playing.” I frowned.
“There’s no need to seek revenge for that.” Then, she unbuttoned my shirt, her fingers deftly slipping each button through its hole.
“How did you get here?”
“When my parents divorced, my father returned to New Orleans. I came here after graduating high school, to connect with my black side.”
“And did you?”
“For a year, and then my father passed.”
“Fuck. I’m sorry.”
“I’m glad God gave me the time with him.”
I wanted to know how she ended up in this brothel, but that was her business.
Still, my heart warmed. “You ever been to Italy?”
A light chuckle left her. “No.”
I wrapped my arms around her waist, loving the feeling of her body pressed against mine. “You want to go?”
She raised her hands and wrapped them around my neck. “I have responsibilities.”
“I have solutions for the responsibilities.”
“I have goals too.”
“I’m an amazing project manager.”
“I must stay here.” Her gaze dazzled and sparkled. “I have dreams that I’m close to achieving.”
I lowered my head and brushed my lips against her ear. “Come with me anyway.”
“I can’t.” She chuckled.
“You know that I’m serious right?”
Her seductive voice slipped around my skin. “You’re a man of importance. Why wouldn’t I take you seriously?”
“A man of importance?”
“They shut the brothel down for you tonight.”
“They did.”
Her eyes met mine and I could see the want, the need burning in their depths.
“Then, I guess we only have tonight.” I kissed down her neck, gently sucking and pulling on her skin.
Tiana arched her back and let out a low, sensual moan. That gave me the encouragement to continue.
I captured her lips and our conversation shifted to soft groans and sweet moans. My hands drifted to her lovely ass and I squeezed the fat softness.
I really wish I could take her with me.
My body set on fire, the blood rushing through my veins as her hands brushed against my skin.
And that Coltrane song played in my head. I could hear the band chanting over and over, “A Love Supreme. A Love Supreme.”
I slipped my hands along her soft skin.
She unbuckled my belt.
I took off her bra, pulled her panties away, and tossed them to the side.
She unbuttoned my pants, slid them down my hips, yanked my boxer briefs away, and gasped at my dick. It stood long and thick, pointing in her direction. She widened her eyes.
“What?” I could see the pulse in her neck quicken. “You didn’t feel the big dick energy I was bringing into the room?”
“I didn’t. Now, I do.” She lowered to the bed, wrapped her hand around my dick, and began stroking and tugging the length. Her touch was electric.